Title: 逃げる手 - The Hand That Bleeds
Rating: T
Summary: "I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a Healer. My Quirk is made for healing, like my mom's, not fighting so I train to fight like a Hero to be a Healer. I want to help others to the best of my abilities." Hisoka Matsushita, raised by her mother and who never knew her father, never could quite understand where the path she would eventually take would lead her to.
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AubreyKuwata- Wooo! Woooooooo! Calm down! There is no need to be yelling here, Elaine. Haru attacked Hisoka as well! Hisoka had to get away. Haru stood in her way and both understood that. And no, Hisoka will not be put in a mental hospital in a straitjacket. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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Setsuna-Ryu13- Yup. Yup! Now, for the big fight! I am sure you're excited just as everyone else for this! I hope it will be to yours' (and everyone else's) expectations! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- Yes, do not worry. She's alive... And the fight is on! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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Chapter 21
To Fight
Location: Rooftop of Some Building, Somewhere in Eastern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 17, 20XX
Ding! Ding!
Hisoka frowned and hesitated for a moment, but took out her phone, unlocking it only to stare at the message. It was a set of coordinates from Midoriya-san. "Midoriya-san?" Hisoka muttered, looking at the message with a frown. "That's in Hosu. Why would he...?" She trailed off, trying to think of a reason for why Midoriya-san would send just his location. Something wasn't right about this. Her eyes widened, realization dawning upon her like a bulldozer. "Stain!
It was close by, not even two miles away. Southwest from here.
She had her answer.
She moved quickly. Faster... She had to go faster.
Location: Water Tower, Rooftop of Some Building, Somewhere in Southwest Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 17, 20XX
"Ah, don't you just love chaos," Shigaraki said, sitting cross-legged on his place atop the water tower, watching the smoke and flames consume the city. It was destruction caused by Sensei's very own creations. He used his binoculars, making sure to not keep all five fingers on it, zooming in on where he could see the destroyed areas the Nomus were in.
"I feel indifferent towards it," Kurogiri replied, placing his hand behind his back as he shrugged. Floating golden eyes surveyed the area, keeping an eye out for any Heroes in case a quick escape would be needed.
"Just see the wonderful work the Nomus do. I knew it... Great work, Nomu." He grinned.
"'Great work' because you're not entering the fray yourself, sir?"
The white-haired man-child hissed at his wispy companion, "You an idiot? I'm injured. That's why I brought 'em here."
"Understood, sir."
Shigaraki looked around, grin widening maniacally as he enjoyed the chaos around them. "Hold on..." He suddenly said, standing up and looking to his right. He bent his head forward, trying to get a better look.
"What is it?" Kurogiri asked, following Shigaraki's gaze and the blur running across the rooftops. "What on earth is that?!" He exclaimed, black-purple smoke flaring up.
Judging from Shigaraki's growl, he knew what it was.
"It's a girl... That girl... That annoying bitch," he shrieked, "That bitch barely stabbed me when we invaded U.S.J.!" His grip tightened, all five fingers pushing against the tool before it disintegrated.
Kurogiri looked at the moving blur with interest. So, that was the one. Ah, he recalled the look that day. It was the look of a killer - one that reminded him all too well of Stain's very own gaze. Now that he thought of it, the appearance between the two was remarkably similar, especially when red glowed in her eyes. He wondered...
Hmmm. If he remembered correctly, the girl was one of the few students in the Hero Course without a battle-oriented Quirk. Quite commendable, if he said so. Now, what was it?
Oh, yes.
Healing.
It would prove useful if he talked to Sensei about this.
Location: Alleyway, Somewhere in Southern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 17, 20XX
"I won't let your ass kill them, Hero Killer," Shouto Todoroki told the Villain in front of him as his two classmates and the Pro Hero fell behind him, flames alit on his left hand and determination in his heterochromia eyes. The blood-red scarf and blades scattered around his whole body were a dead giveaway.
The Hero Killer said nothing, staring at his new opponent, tongue hanging out of his mouth. He should hurry this. He was getting bored.
"Todoroki!" Midoriya yelled, paralyzed on the floor. "Don't show that guy any blood! In all likelihood, he can rob his opponent's freedom by ingesting it! That's how we got taken down!"
Todoroki nodded, absorbing the information. "So that's what that blade's about, huh? Well, I can just keep my distance-" Todoroki eyes widened as a knife was hurled at him. He had been barely even able to move his head, the blade grazing his cheek deep enough to allow blood to trickle down.
The Villain took the opportunity to dash at the student. "You've got yourself some nice pals, haven't you, Ingenium?" He asked rhetorically to the prone Iida as he raised a machete at Todoroki.
Dammit... He slammed his right foot and a spire of ice shot from the ground, barely blocking the attack. Todoroki cursed but glanced upward, seeing an unsheathed katana spinning mid-air. The sword! Todoroki was suddenly jerked forward, caused by the Hero Killer, as the black-haired masked man appeared before him with his long, bumpy tongue millimeters from his cheek. Todoroki's eyes widened in comprehension, the diversion proved fruitful. He promptly activated his left side, but it was too late. The Villain's tongue ran over Todoroki's cut, touching blood, and the red-and-white-haired boy fell limply to the floor, his flames evaporating.
"Todoroki! Nooo!" Midoriya cried out, whereas the Hero Killer stepped back and wiped his mouth with his arm.
Stain cackled, his tongue wiggling around widely. "Little children shouldn't play grownup. And none of you have the right to call yourselves Heroes," Stain said as he raised his arm, catching the katana before it could clatter to the ground. "Now, say goodbye to your friends, Ingenium." Stain raised the katana high over Todoroki's neck, falling deaf to the shouts. "I will purge this land of false idols, starting with you!"
But before Stain could even kill, he jumped back as blades and rocks were propelled at him from a shadowed figure who clanged blades with the Hero Killer. Stain's eyes widen at the girl, wild red eyes staring into his own red eyes. He clicked his tongue, glaring at the female before him, using his strength to push her back. Hisoka flipped in the air, dodging the swipe of the katana, as she landed and slid back to stand in front of the downed people behind her.
"You shouldn't be here," Stain growled, readying his katana. "You've been a naughty, naughty child, daughter."
"I am no daughter of yours," Hisoka said; her ice-toned, dangerously low voice sent shivers down her classmates' and the Pro Hero's backs. The shadows of the alleyway did not do justice to the red gleam her eyes set off, acting almost like a beacon in the dark. "Hero Killer: Stain. I will not allow you to continue."
His head jerked to a tilt, eyes looking over her as his grin slowly grew. "Not allow me?" He pointed his katana at the girl, the downed males within the alleyway holding their breaths, "You will be punished for your disobedience, just as those false Heroes behind you will be."
"I will not allow you to touch them!" Hisoka hissed, eyes blazing as she shot forward, connecting with Stain, the action so fast the small audience's eyes widened at her speed. Sparks blazed when blades connected, Hisoka pushing forwards as she used her other hand to swing another, longer blade to try and push down the elder man's katana.
Stain held his other hand on the blade part of his katana, watching with wary eyes, before he swung his leg, twisting his body around to try and cut the girl. He would try and not... hurt her too much. Haru would not be happy if he went and maimed the young child. He watched as Hisoka jumped, flipping over him when he tried to cut off an arm (a missing finger or two would teach her a good lesson - nothing that can't be fixed with a replacement at a later date). He missed.
Hisoka's speed gained a quicker step than before, landing as she caught a knife hurled at her face. Stain smirked, the girl's grip on the knife becoming deadly. She was out for blood. She spun the knife so that it faced Stain before throwing it back at him, who deflected it with his katana. He slipped a second weapon from behind his back to block Hisoka's swing of the double daggers.
"I won't allow you to continue this madness," Hisoka growled, eyes now a bright red. The sight only made Stain's grin widen even further, so wide that it was threatening to spilt his face in half.
Chizome crackled, "Didn't you know? We're all mad here." He managed to get a clean hit on Hisoka's right cheek, blood easily dripping down from the wound in tears. Stain instantly shot out his tongue but was forced to retract it, as he felt a foot connect with his face.
Hisoka had flexed her body, twisting around to happily kick the man. "Keep your slimy tongue away from me," Hisoka warned, sneering as Stain flew back from the force of the kick, but dug his katana into the ground to limit the distance. Hisoka was breathing deeply, the fight slowly taking its toll on her along with the one from before added to it. It also did not help the left blade in her hands was cracked, breaking in half moments later.
She would not survive this, she knew. The elder man was quicker, stronger, and better than her in every way. But she had to try. Hisoka pulled out one of the three last blades in her arsenal as she stood between the man and the paralyzed teammates calling to her - wanting her to get away.
"No! I will not run away from this," she hissed at them.
Not this.
Not now.
She would not run away and leave them behind. That was not what a Hero would do nor would she. She would do her best to protect her classmates... her friends... until her last breath. Unknown to her, the red in her eyes slowly vanished, returning to the brown Stain was greatly growing to dislike. (She always went on to herself that she would stay in the back, to help from the sidelines since her Quirk was just a support based one - the only one in the Hero Course from her understanding - and she would show them why she earned her spot.)
Yet...
"I think we shall end this tantrum now. Your mother will be having a word about this behavior." Stain loomed forward, red eyes glowing eerily in the shadows of the alleyway.
Brown eyes widened, sweat dripping down her cheek when Stain's katana was parallel to her neck. It was coming at her too quick. If she jumped up, there was a chance one of the others would get hurt. If she went to the right, she would be hurt. She-
"RECIPEREO BURST!" A voice sounded, the owner becoming clear as a leg connected with Stain's sword, snapping it in two. The blade's hilt slipped from Stain's formerly tight grip, sliding against the ground as it hit the wall with a clang. The foot forcibly propelled Stain away from Hisoka, sending him into the brick wall at the end of the alleyway.
"Iida-san..." Hisoka breathed out, staring at the armored man's back, deep breaths slowly passing her lips.
Midoriya-san and Todoroki-san soon joined them. Iida-san looked away from her gaze, staring at the ground as the Hero Killer skidded away from them.
"I'm sorry... for wrapping you three up in something you had nothing to do with... I.." The Class President told them; it was then that he looked at them, tears barely prevented from falling. "And I don't know what's going on between you and that man, but I should have tried harder to find you Hisoka. I-"
"I'm here now," Hisoka sighed, looking away. "It's a long story and I know you heard what he called me. I'll... explain later." Her body ached more than it ever did, protesting for her to go lay down and sleep for a hundred years. Yet she moved on, stepping forward on the path she had chosen for herself. Not the one her mother wanted to see her on. Not the one that man tried to steer her on.
She couldn't.
"It is futile to make me think you've had a change of heart. A man's true character doesn't change so easily!" Stain said, holding his final dagger in one hand as he pointed it at the tired group. "You are a fake, one who prioritizes his own selfish desires. You will never be more than a cancer cell in this society, wearing the word 'Hero,' and I shall be the one to correct that."
Not until the Hero Killer was taken care of.
"Don't pay any heed to that, Iida. That's just fundamentalism and anachronistic to boot," Todoroki-san retorted.
"No," Iida-san said, head and fists shaking. "It's just as he said. I'm not qualified to bear the name… of a Hero. Nevertheless… I can't-"
"Just shut up, Iida-san."
Midoriya-san's blinked owlishly at the out of character swearing of his female classmate. Iida-san looked aghast at Hisoka.
"Set your eyes on who you want to be, Ingenium!" Iida-san stiffened at the name. Hisoka punched him lightly on his slightly dented armored chest, smearing specks of blood. "Take that name with pride. Do not fold here."
Iida-san's eyes were watery, fist shaking once more. "Yeah..." He nodded to himself.
Hisoka turned to face Stain, who was glaring at her now. She took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves (it only helped a little). "Hero Killer: Stain." Hisoka raised her stolen blades. "We will defeat you!"
"That's out of the question," Stain stated, anger blinding him.
They fought, exchanging blows. Todoroki-san provided backup with his ice and flames, trying to make sure the Villain never got too close to the downed Pro Hero. Midoriya-san fought head first, attacking the man with a kick only to have to pull back when he was almost paralyzed once more. Hisoka took a small knife, catching the move before the others had been able to, the Hero Killer had hidden when Todoroki was too focused on trying to keep the man away. Iida-san took the other thrown knife in his arm, using it to his advantage when Stain focused his intent on his daughter. Both Iida-san and Midoriya-san attacked then, Midoriya-san jumping off Todoroki-san's ice platform while Iida-san leapt into the air, both of them going towards Stain.
Todoroki-san encouraged them, "Go..."
"Go!" Hisoka shouted from the ground. She watched them defeat Stain, a part of her crying out within her as the man who was her father (someone that was to love their child. One to have a sturdy hand to hold in times of stress and strife and to be there in times of good and bad with love and care) be defeated. She wiped away the tear that had fallen before any of the others could see.
She looked up in time to see Todoroki-san create a sheet of ice beneath the two falling boys, catching them, and letting them roll down the ice, and onto the asphalt, ending up before the heterochromia-eyed boy and black-haired girl. Todoroki-san told them to stand when they saw Stain hit one of the ice pillars his Quirk had left behind, splintering it, and sending cracks spider-webbing through the blue-and-white-colored ice.
Location: Street, Somewhere in Southern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 17, 20XX
"I found something useable in an alleyway's trusty trash heap," Todoroki-san said as he dragged Stain along. The man was bound with a length of cord, his ankles and wrists tied behind his back as a rope was tied around his upper arms and chest area to be able to drag him easily.
"Todoroki, take Hisoka. I should pull him," Iida-san offered, but was instantly shot down. He carried the girl on his back, both of them careful of his arm; her body was not in any shape to be moving. The others had denied her the use of her Quirk, stating that it would be dangerous for her own self in her current state. She reluctantly (and she stressed that word a lot) agreed.
"Your arm's in bad shape, dude."
The statement caused Hisoka to stare at Todoroki-san's back oddly. Since when had he used the word 'dude'? She shrugged it off, deciding not to worry about it. People change after all (and after the Sports Festival, Todoroki - not that he had been the only one - had changed quite a bit).
"'m sorry I can't heal it... and for you carrying me, Iida-san," Hisoka mumbled, head lulling on his shoulder.
"It's fine. I'm just glad you're all right. And I'm sorry too, for not being able to find you..." He muttered back to her.
"Ah... It's fine..."
"Hmm..."
"We'll need... to go back though..."
"Why?"
"My mother is there," Hisoka answered quietly enough for only Iida-san to hear. He stayed silent after that.
"I'm sorry..." Native said, Hisoka having found out his name moments ago, "I'm a Pro yet I was just a burden on you..." He carried Midoriya-san, the boy's body too damaged by his Quirk to move by himself.
"No... In a one-on-one fight against the Hero Killer's Quirk, I don't think there's anything you could have done... He's just too strong," Midoriya-san reassured tiredly from the Pro's shoulders.
"Even with three-on-one, we were having difficulty. It only really turned in our favor when Hisoka showed up." Said girl looked at Todoroki in surprise then frowned at the use of her first name, and like before, she shrugged it off too. "If she hadn't come along when she did, who knew what could have happened. Still, we only managed to win by the skin of our teeth due to the errors he himself made."
Hisoka didn't know what to take with that sarcastic tone. She huffed, looking to the side when she caught him looking over his shoulder at her.
Ah...
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, BOY!?" An elderly voice shouted.
Midoriya-san exclaimed in shock, eyes bulging, "Gran Torino!" Hisoka could only blink when the small, elderly man kicked Midoriya-san in the face.
"Gran Torino!"
"I TOLD YOU TO SIT DOWN, DIDN'T I!?" He shouted, fists on his hips. Gran Torino huffed, standing on the ground and looking up at the green haired boy. "Well, I don't know what happened but... For the time being, I'm glad you're alright."
"Gran Torino... I'm sorry..." Midoriya-san apologized, somewhat calming the other man.
"The narrow lane… is this it?!" A girl with short hair, followed by other Pro Heroes, came upon them.
"We received a command from Mr. Endeavour to provide assistance, but..."
"Kid...?!"
"They've got awful wounds! Call an ambulance!"
"Hey, is that... THE HERO KILLER!?"
Several Heroes spoke at once; Hisoka had trouble following their conversations. It made her head hurt. She let out a soft groan, muttering to Iida-san that he could let her down and he did, letting her off slowly and gently. She would be fine.
Crack...
Yes, fine...
She offered a smile to the boy when he glanced sharply over her injured body. They would heal even if they scared.
"The three of you, you sustained wounds because of me," Iida-san said, head hanging low. "I'm truly sorry..." Tears fell from his eyes, streaming down his cheeks as they hit the street below. "I... I became so blind. I couldn't see anything! I even let a classmate get captured..."
"I'm sorry too, man," Midoriya-san said, gripping Iida-san's shoulder. "You were brooding so much, but I completely overlooked that..."
"It's what friends do," Hisoka finished.
"Pull yourself together," Todoroki-san said, hiding his worry behind the words. "You're our class president."
"...Right..." Iida-san rubbed away his tears with his shoulder.
"DUCK!" Gran Torino's shout brought the four students plus a bunch of other Pro Heroes out of their static states as a winged Nomu came flying towards them. The female Hero turned around, getting into a defensive stance.
"A Villain?!" She cried out, remembering the cream, brain leaking figure from moments ago when Endeavor began fighting against it.
Blood was streaming behind it from an empty eye socket. It swooped down, its talons reached out and wrapped around Hisoka's shoulders and snatched her up.
"Hisoka/Matsushita!" Todoroki-san and Iida-san cried out their classmate's name as she was dragged up into the sky by the Nomu, struggling and squirming in its clawed grip.
The wind rippled through the creature's wings, forcing the Heroes to the ground with the harsh breeze. From behind him, Gran Torino heard the female hero cry out as some blood splattered itself on her face. He ignored her words, scowling at the fact that the unknown girl was getting further from his reach, if he didn't act fast then his Quirk wouldn't be able to reach her.
No one saw red eyes snap open under his inky black hair that had covered his face, snapping to the flying figure when they focused on its prize, to the shouts of his daughter's name. No one saw when he pulled the smallest of his blades hidden up his sleeve and cut the cord around him as if it was a simple piece of paper. Moments later, his tongue ran across the cheek of the unnamed female, catching the blood splattered across it. The Nomu was paralyzed instantly, wings locking up which caused it to lose altitude quite rapidly.
"Wha..." Hisoka's body felt heavy and weightless at the same time and she knew she was falling. "Ah..." She could hear someone talking as a red blur stabbed at the Nomu's brain forcibly and took her within their clutches.
"...they should all be purged."
Once the dust cleared, it revealed the Hero Killer crouching over the dazed girl, dull eyes on the man over her, with one hand tightly clasped around the blade still in the creature's head. Drool ran out of Stain's mouth, cascading from the edges of his teeth. His pupils had shrunk to a nearly invisible size, veins protruding visibly around the surface of his eyes.
"This is all…" He ripped the blade from out of the dead Nomu's exposed brain, blood flying out from the sudden tear of tissue. Stain was still looking down at the ground, eyes glancing at the girl below him (softening just for her - he knew he was going to be captured (taken in for now) - so he allowed himself one last look at his child), yet everyone felt those judgmental, insane eyes glaring at each and every one of them. "…to create a more just society."
"He saved the girl?!"
"No, you idiot! He took a hostage!"
"The bastard's killed people without hesitation!"
"Just shut up for now and assume your battle position!"
"Why is everyone just standing around in a group?" The burning mass of Endeavor ran up the road, staring at the group. This was where the winged beast had vanished off to. "The Villain must have fled over there by now!"
"Endeavor, sir! How are things holding up on your end?"
"The operation got somewhat violent, I see! No matter..."
Endeavor's eyes laid themselves on the knelt man ahead of them, standing over a stilled form on the ground. "That man is he really..."
"Endeavor," Stain snarled at his appearance. That man was the opposite of All Might; selfish, greedy - undeserving of his title. He would be the first to fall at the hands of judgment from his blades.
"...the Hero Killer?!" Flames began forming around the Hero's left arm as he was about to take aim only for Gran Torino to shout at him to stop.
"Another phony..." Stain muttered, glaring at them all intently, ultimately freezing them in their tracks; even Endeavor faltered in his step. "The fake must be rectified..."
Hisoka sat up on her knees, staring at the man's back and without rhyme or reason she rose her hand to him, gripping lightly on the end of his tattered, red scarf yet he kept moving forward step by step.
"Someone... Someone must stain himself in his blood!"
Stain paid no mind to it, the material slipping from around his neck, blinded by his own rage. The last remains of his mask fell away, showing the world the deformity the mask had hidden. It only added to his appearance, frightening the already sweating Heroes and students.
"The word "Hero" must be restored!" He staggered forward, slamming his foot down, as he spoke once more.
Hisoka could feel the pressure of his aura, felt as if death's cold touch grasped her heart. Her head lowered, she kept her eyes on the scarf within her slowly tightening grip.
"COME! Just try it, you pretenders! The only one who's allowed kill me is All Might!" Stain roared.
Then silence.
Crack… ("Mama... Papa…") Crack…
Author's Note: And we're finally here… Wow… It's been quite a long time since the first chapter, hasn't it? ^^ Can't believe that I am actually here not that I think about. I've planned on what I wanted to do and now the fight is finally over. Man. How time flies! So, what did you think? Did you like it? What did you expect? Did you think someone was going to die? Maybe Hisoka? It went a lot different then I had originally planned at the beginning stages of this story. Well, that's how some stories can go.
Imma head to bed now so I'll be seeing you next week. Oh, and the Arc had officially two more chapters.
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